There in the wild darkness
Is the silence
And, after the silence
Comes the light
A New Dawn, a little poem by Athey Thompson
Artist:Elisabeth Ladwig
Light After Dark
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UNbroken 🦋
I helped this monarch butterfly escape from being trapped in the fence and she flew away unharmed.
And just when the darkness
became too much to bear
and the struggle too hard,
the light broke through
and the caterpillar emerged
a butterfly
delicate but unbroken,
wild and gentle,
finally free to spread its lovely wings
and fly away on the wind. --L.R. Knost
Today is a Day
“I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep today.”
I looked up to see a resting-for-just-a-minute hummingbird as he perched in the bottlebrush tree. This time I was able to quickly snap a photo before he took off. At some point, we all need stillness.
Today I’m flying low and I’m
not saying a word.
I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.
The world goes on as it must,
the bees in the garden rumbling a little,
the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.
And so forth.
But I’m taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move though really I’m traveling
a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.
Today by Mary Oliver
Little Monday Thoughts
Some of the times
There are no words,
so let us just sit here in the silence.
Together in the silence we shall be.
Little thoughts by Athey Thompson
Art by Ida Rentoul Outhwaite
May’s Full Flower Moon
The Flower Moon reminds us that the most beautiful blossoms have deep roots — as this lunation is receiving a motivating push from subterranean planet Pluto, which could catalyze some deep emotional excavation.
To honor this beautiful full moon, which the Lakota call “Moon Of The Green Leaves”, here are some of my favorite flower photos…
All photos by Enchanted Seashells
(Some content curated from Bustle)
Dogwood and Lilac
“Come spring, in the shaded forests near my home
Blooms the elegant and lovely dogwood tree…” — Shakespeare
“In another world and another day.
Moonlight turns the purple lilacs blue...” — Conrad Aiken
These are two of my favorite flowers. I really wish they thrived in Southern California, but sadly, they don’t. I have to see them in photos from the Pacific Northwest and try to recollect the alluring fragrance.
Do You Wonder, Too?
May Day is Ah-MAY-Zing!
Gather all the little children
May Day blessings to all – A little May Day poem by Athey Thompson
With May flowers in their hair
For they shall dance
Around the maypole
For they shall dance
The day away
For me, the month of May is the BEST not only because of Mother’s Day but it’s also my birthday month.
Last year Mother’s Day and my birthday fell on the same day. It’s an extra special treat for my two favorite days to be combined into one celebration.
The best known modern May Day traditions include dancing around the maypole and crowning the May Queen. Fading in popularity is the tradition of giving of “May baskets”, small baskets of candy or flowers. I think we should revive that adorable custom, don’t you?
Just in time for May Day, I found an adorable porcelain flower basket at Goodwill for about three dollars and I HAD to bring it home with me.
So far, this month started off in an ah-MAY-zing way.
Since it wasn’t a great video, I won’t post it, but THREE coyotes came to visit last night– THREE! — all together, and early this morning at first light, another coyote visit was captured on my wildlife camera. That’s NEVER happened before and I am soso excited.
The weather is warming up; all the fruit trees are flowering, the roses and ceanothus and lavender are in bloom, and baby birds are hatching.
Beltane, which takes also takes place on May 1st, is a celebration of the abundance of Earth and the forces of Nature. Bonfires are traditionally set to engender a sense of connection with ourselves and all living beings, but that wouldn’t be a smart thing to do in our wildfire ravaged state, so the flame from a safe candle must suffice.
Happy May Day and Happy Beltane!
Suspire: Word of The Day
The word of the day is “suspire“(15th century): to let out a deep sigh.
The verb suspire is considered obsolete today—we might only encounter it in poetry.
In Robert Frost’s poem “Sitting by a Bush in Broad Sunlight,” he wrote: “And from that one intake of fire / All creatures still warmly suspire.”
Not only is it a literary way to say “breathe,” but it also rhymes nicely with “fire.” The Latin root is spirare, “to breathe.”
Sometimes I sigh and sometimes I forget to breathe until I remember that I need to take a deep breath.
Info curated from https://www.vocabulary.com/dictionary/suspire
Miracles and Magic
Let’s go
To where the magic waits for us
Where our hopes, our dreams
Our wishes. Come true.
Athey Thompson
Yesterday was a magical day full of miracles.
In the garden, I looked up in a tree and saw two hawks mating! (I didn’t take any photos to protect their privacy.) Last night one of the wild baby bunnies was on the deck and scratched at the screen door like it wanted to come in the house (I didn’t open the door, but I was tempted), and the third miracle is that my adorable little vireos are once again nesting in a brand new bird house!
“And as to me, I know nothing else but miracles” — Walt Whitman
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